"Other people started arriving, so he never followed up on the comment, and I forgot it.Friday night, I decided to check out the lounge in the hotel, ...since it was my last night in town, and I hadn't yet sampled any night life. I was too tired to wander far, so I left my suit jacket in my room, and took the elevator to the lobby. I was wearing a white blouse that looked like a man's white shirt, and like one was made from fairly thick cotton. My skirt was black, and pleated so that it moved. .. erm ... that is, ... family history of your mother and more especially of your father?" If you mean, do I know that the father named on my birth certificate is not my biological father, yes," she replied, "My mother told me that years ago, when I was about nine or ten, but I have no idea who my real father is. My mother would never tell me, but she insisted I was conceived in love before she met her husband, and I know that the Professor was married to my mother before I was born. There had. No I do not.Well there is nothing to be done, the changes are a fact, and can not beundone, But there are ways to temporarily not to wear a diaper, but youwill not like it I am sure.Please Diana, please let me at least feel like a woman.A woman, bloody hell she exclaimed, a woman, you wil be neither a womanor a man when we are finished, just a freak, which was the plan in thefirst place.But if you do not want to wear diapers, so be it.Before we dress you in your new clothes, we will fit your. It was the most painful and pleasurable experience she had ever had. My cock pushed up deep into her, brushing violently against her clit, drawing her closer to another orgasm. I'm bucking wildly that she feels a fire burst in her vagina from the friction and this added to the pleasure. She also feels some seminal fluids slowly dripping down the sides of her legs from my near misses, but can also feel some hot fluids in her vaginal lips. MY pace is staggering and she feels her climax coming on.